It's not that I don't want to give you a chance, it's that I can't afford to give you a chance......

Cheng Weiwan's last sentence was very light, but when it landed on Han Zhihui's heart, it carried a powerful force, making his heart shake violently twice.

Can't afford it...... How deep is it that you can't afford to be hurt?

She didn't lie to him, what she said was true, she really couldn't afford to give him a chance to ask for.

Maybe any girl other than her, after experiencing such a thing, can give a chance and start all over again, but she can't......

From birth to the present, whether it is friendship or love, she has not received much.

After her mother's death, she has been longing to find a sense of home from her father, and she has been working hard and tolerating all these years, but in the end, in exchange for her father's ruthlessness and unrighteousness towards her.

And him, she believed in him so much, no one knows how much inner struggle she went through to make herself believe in him, and in the end she got the end of being abandoned.

Thinking of this, Cheng Weiwan spoke up again: "...... Not only do I not have the courage, but I don't even have the most basic confidence now, and I don't dare to trust anyone anymore, because I'm afraid, afraid that I will be deceived or abandoned again, and at that time, it will really kill me......"

“…… Maybe you mean what you say, but I don't dare to risk it, because, at least, at least for now...... I'm still alive. ”

At least, at least for now, I still have a life......

These words made Han Zhihui's heart hurt vividly.

Cheng Weitai said everything she wanted to say, seeing that Han Zhihui didn't speak, she didn't say anything, but tried to break her wrist out of his palm again.

This time, Han Zhihui only instinctively used a slight force at the moment when her fingertips exerted force, and then slowly let go, allowing her to withdraw her hand.

Cheng Weiwan was not in the bedroom, he stayed too much, and soon walked to the door, opened the door, and walked out.

Closing the bedroom door, Cheng Weiwan stopped.

She turned her back to the door and stood in the corridor for a moment, until she heard Hanhan's voice shouting "Mom", she came back to her senses, walked towards Cheng Han, who was shaking her little body and climbing the stairs, and then picked him up, and went downstairs while talking to him softly.

……

Han Zhihui stayed in the bedroom for a long time before coming out.

Cheng Weiwan was accompanying Cheng Han on the sofa in the living room to play with the toys that the housekeeper went out yesterday and bought back.

Han Zhihui, who was the first to see the housekeeper, said, "Mr. Han, do you want to have breakfast now?" ”

Hearing the voice, Cheng Han raised his head from Cheng Weiwan's arms and shouted in a tender voice: "Dad." ”

Cheng Weiwan also raised his head, but he just glanced at him hurriedly, afraid that he didn't even have his facial features, so he lowered his head again and fiddled with Cheng Han's toy.

Han Zhihui paused on the stairs for a moment and walked downstairs again.

He ignored the housekeeper, and when he entered the living room, the housekeeper opened his mouth again: "Mr. Han, can I help you prepare breakfast now?" ”

Han Zhihui shook his head.

When he got closer, the housekeeper realized that Han Zhihui's face was a little ugly: "Mr. Han, what's wrong with you?" Is it because you are not feeling well? ”

Han Zhihui didn't speak, stared at the big one on the sofa for a while, raised his feet, walked to the entrance, changed his shoes and left.